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Dear diary... Today was like no other but not in a good way. My sister is dead and I am mearly a slave again. This time for no human, but monster. I know I will die here alone in this giant manor belonging to Master. I don't want to die. It wouldn't matter to him, just another mess to get his servents, the ones with free will clean up. It would annoy him to have the stench of a human in his pressence and will no longer be William, I will be later William. No, not William anymore. I am to have new asigned name. Given to me by Master. Just another bother he would say. Then again, I do wish I die. I hope that when I lay dead on the tan carpet with blood running from my mouth he is disturbed. That he is haunted with the smell of the flithy, poor dead boy because his servents wouldn't even touch the decraying corpse. I hope he is annoyed be-on believe that I did not even finish my chores before dieing.
